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Chapter Five A Life Together Begins

After Suzanne and James had been lovers for a few weeks, she gave up her small apartment and moved into his house with him. They got along famously, with similar views and interests in many ways, but with enough differences to make life interesting. For one thing, Suzanne was a city girl down to her toes, and James liked camping. She liked animals and rode horses, and James had never had a pet of any kind. She loved sports cars. He rode a motorcycle sometimes. She was tougher on crime than James was, and they often got into debates on political issues.

Soon after they began living together they invited a couple from the Paddle Club over for dinner. The couple, Sherry and Clayton, was among their best friends in the club. They sat around the table discussing the club while eating the roast chicken and rice stuffing that Suzanne had prepared. It seemed that in addition to the regular parties, the club had planned some upcoming special club events. James and Suzanne were in charge of the next special event, something they called a Maze, and much to Sherry’s frustration, they were both being very closemouthed about it.

“You’ll just have to wait and go through it,” Suzanne told her sternly, ending the discussion. “That’s what you get for missing the meeting when we called for volunteers to plan it.”

“I was sick!” Sherry pouted. “I had a fever, nausea, vomiting. All that stuff.”

“So what? That’s no excuse.” James winked, as he sided with Suzanne. “I hope Clay punished you for missing the meeting.”

“Sorry James, I never spank a woman who’s been vomiting,” Clay grinned, “I wouldn’t want to risk ruining one of my suits.”

After dinner everyone played a board game upon which James had made a few alterations. They were testing it out because he was hoping it would be something to use at the club. The club members were a playful bunch, even silly sometimes, and new ideas were always welcome.

The game was basically a standard board game but they altered the rules and renamed most of the spaces. They renamed it Rewards and Punishments.

The game consisted of a rectangular board with small squares along all four sides. The squares had different events on them. There were several squares that made anyone landing on them draw a card from one of two piles. One pile was for Rewards and the other was for Punishments.

The rules were as follows: Each player had to move their pieces around the board according to the roll of a die, from start to end. Depending on how long the players wanted the game to last, they could use from 1 to 4 pieces each.

Each player could have only one active piece on the board at a time, except when that piece was stranded on one of the last six squares from the end. For a piece to reach the end, the exact number needed to land on the END square must be rolled, or else a player must wait in place for another roll. It was at that time the player could start another piece, if that player had any pieces left to play.

If a player lands on a square that is occupied by another player, he sends that player back to the start. If a player lands on a starred square, he could send any player back to the start or he could change places with any other piece on the board.

If a player lands on a “P” or “R” he has to take a punishment card or a reward card. The punishments were of two kinds: game punishments, such as lose a turn, or go back to start; and physical punishments, such as lose an article of clothing, give another player a foot massage or accept a spanking from the player next to you.

The player would roll a pair of dice to see how many blows he was to receive. There was even a die, which was optional, to be used when the players wanted to use implements for the punishments. On its six sides the die had: Hand, paddle, crop, belt, hairbrush, and cane.

The rewards consisted of: game rewards, such as free spins and safety markers to prevent being sent back; and physical rewards such as getting a kiss, a back rub or even having one of the other players as a temporary slave.

Sherry, a pretty redhead with wavy shoulder length hair and amber eyes, got off to a good start with a four but she was sent back by James. Then Clayton rolled a five and Suzanne rolled a three.

On her second turn, Sherry rolled a five and sent Clayton back. A frown formed on Clay’s handsome face as he was always a serious game player. Concentrating hard, he tightened his green eyes until they were almost slits. James rolled a four and Suzanne had another three, landing her on a starred square.

As the game progressed, James, Clayton and Sherry kept sending each other back. Suzanne kept to the route, but she landed on three punishments. The first punishment was a harsh spanking. She rolled the dice and got an eleven. She rolled the other die and got the paddle. Suzanne dropped her jeans and bent over, her hands holding the sides of the table. Clayton, sitting next to her, did the honors. Clayton was a perfectionist; he always had a stern, no-nonsense attitude whenever he was punishing anyone. He pushed up the sleeves on his sweater, revealing his muscular arm, and paddled her harshly with hard, slow blows. Each blow was given severely, spaced out just enough to let the pain build up before the next swing of the paddle, and each swat made a loud smack as it landed on Suzanne’s bare butt. Halfway through, Suzanne began to gasp at each blow.

“Thanks a lot!” she told him with a rueful grin, pulling up her jeans and sitting down, but very gingerly. Her butt was throbbing! Her second punishment was to lose a turn. Her third was to go back to the start. Her luck changed, however, when she finally landed on a reward square and pulled a card that had her going back to where she was previously. Then she got one more punishment. She lost her shirt. Literally. Unfortunately she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Meanwhile the other players continued around the outside edge. Finally, James landed on a punishment square. He drew a spanking. He rolled a seven, and on the other die, a whip. Sherry whipped him, having him drop his pants and bend over the end of the sofa. She slashed the whip onto his bare buttocks slowly and used severe force, without any warm-up. James took his punishment in stoic silence but when Sherry finished with him he had red slash marks on his ass, suspiciously wet looking eyes and a huge hard-on.

Suzanne was ahead, but she was stalled with the first of her game pieces. Since she was on one of the last six squares, she started her second piece.

Sherry landed on a punishment square and drew her card; grinning she showed it to the others. She was to be tied up and teased by the other players.

From her expression, she made it clear that she didn’t consider this a punishment. She soon found out that she was wrong; in mere minutes her rivals had her squirming in unfulfilled ecstasy. She was so highly aroused that she squirmed uncomfortably for the next half-hour.

The game continued for quite a while, with everyone having a good time; they all received their fair share of punishments and rewards.

By the time the game ended, all the players were naked and had bright red, stinging butts. James had his hands handcuffed behind his back. His erection had gone down at last, but it had taken a long time, and he had been uncomfortable for much of that time, especially since Suzanne had been assigned to reward him with a massage. She also had to roll the dice and move for him, but he received the punishments or the rewards. Sherry was the winner. The two couples got dressed and had coffee and spice cake for dessert, as they discussed the game.

That night, when Suzanne and James went up to bed they made hot, passionate love. James asked her to roll onto her stomach, while he knelt on the bed between her legs. He played with her firm ass, squeezing it and pulling the sides apart. Leaning forward, he even kissed and gently nipped it. He slapped her butt a few times, not very hard, just hard enough to warm it up and put his hands on her hips, pulling her up onto her hands and knees.

In one smooth motion he slid his cock into her vagina. He began to move within her, in a slow, gentle motion. Gradually he slid in and out of the moist velvet sheath. Slowly, ever so slowly, he built up the speed. Suzanne tossed her head, her long, silky black hair brushing James’ face. James grabbed the end of her hair with one hand, holding it just tight enough against her neck to cause Suzanne to raise her head. Finally, he brought her to a crashing, wonderful climax, before letting himself go with a long, loud moaning yell.

She rolled over, breathing heavily. He gently took her into his arms. She cuddled up against him and ran a long fingernail around on his chest, teasing his nipples and playing with his chest hair. Before long her gentle touch had the desired effect.

“Hey, little girl. If you keep that up we won’t get any sleep,” James growled lazily in her ear, holding her close.

“Hey, big man. If you keep that up,” she reached down and gently fondled his large erection, “we won’t want any sleep.”